Today’s “How He Loves” post is from Sarah Markley. I met Sarah at Blissdom. And when she heard I’d been in Orange County for Catalyst West, she told me to stay with her, her husband Chad, and their two daughters, Hope (8) and Naomi (4). They took me in and became my California family. Words can not describe how much I love Sarah. She is the kind of friend that you spend years searching for, but that divinely appears in your moment of need.
Find her blog here.
Look at the way my four-year-old looks at her father. Study it.
I have been all morning.
He, by no means, is an infallible father. He yells once in awhile, and sometimes he forgets. But in that moment, in the instant she rested in his arms, and the shutter closed, there was nothing but the two of them.
He is telling her jokes.
She’s grabbing at his face and trying to make him laugh.
The moment is pregnant with words about to be said. Something is on her lips, a laugh? A word? I don’t remember even though I’m the one snapping photos with furious speed.
But look at her. Her eyes are locked in on his. She is watching for something in his face, a signal. There isn’t any fear or hesitancy. She is completely his and at peace. I know her and I can recognize peace in her.
I want to look at Christ in the same way that my four-year-old looks at her dad.
My face without trepidation, my eyes centered on Him, my heart in my throat ready to tell Him how much I love Him.
Resting in peace, but actively seeking His attention.
Our laughter expectant with hope and the depth of Him.
Joy in the proximity and contentment in the moment.
I want to look at Him this way.
And I want Him to look at me with the same laugh-lined smile, wide with love for me.